2001-03-14 - 22:03:08
Smatterings of aggravation

I got up this morning expecting to collapse halfway through my workout. To my absolute surprise, I wasn't even half as sore as I was yesterday morning! I made it through the video just fine. My, my, my. Already improving on Day 3. This makes me feel good about my ultimate success in this endeavor. *grin*

Nothing much else going on. Except that that package I was so aggravated about last week, that it hadn't gotten mailed to me yet, STILL isn't in the mail. I sent an email to the guy asking when it was coming, and he said "Oops, I was traveling, I forgot, and now I can't find your address." *EXPLETIVE* Whatever. We spent 800 *EXPLETIVE* dollars on that package, you'd think he would at least make some sort of effort to send us the product. It's been 3 weeks already.

In other news, I heard yesterday that some guy who predicted both the Spring Break Quake (Oregon, 1993) and this month's 6.8 quake in Washington (within a few days and 0.5 of magnitude) is now predicting a 10.0 or so by the end of the month, right here in this area. *shudder* Excuse me while I go make a computer inventory of my books, CDs, and videos ... No, I don't believe it's going to happen, but I need to do an inventory anyway, and if I put it off some sort of disaster will unexpectedly damage my property, and I'll be left with no idea of just what I lost.

Hey, it's not paranoia ... it happened to my parents a decade ago. The shop out behind our house, packed with a chicken coop, all my dad's tools, my mother's keepsakes, several dozen gallons of paint and other explosive liquids, and other miscellany acquired in 15 years of marriage, ignited suddenly one night and was completely burned up. It was totally unexpected, and they are still saying things like "Get me the ... Oh, wait. I bet it was in the shop when it burned." The only time you can claim these things on your insurance is during the first year afterwards. Once the year is up, you're screwed.

Speaking of such negative emotions ... I read something interesting in the Life section of the Oregonian today. Jeff Varner, the guy voted off of Survivor II last week, smarted off about Richard Hatch, the Survivor I winner. Seems he's not as impressed with Rich as he used to be, after all the "Ghost of Rich Returns" jokes; now he finds sarcastic things to say about Rich having picked him to win. Hmmm. I hope his Evil Twin from the other tribe, Ms. I-Want-Chocolate-With-My-Colby, gets voted off tonight.

(Of course, she won't be voted off ... Everyone knows that all the commercials are only there to psych you out).

Anyway. I've spent all day trying to write this between bouts of "Oh No, My Computer Is Doing XXXX ...." *sigh* I don't understand how they expect me to prevent things I have no control over, like the Blue Screen of Death. So, I am going to give up, post this, and go home. Enjoy your evening.